“She loves her aunt!” Roberta said.“Her aunt loves her back,” I said.Over the next two days, I spent every moment I could with Roberta and lit...le Marie in the maternity wing. Roberta talked to her endlessly, almost exclusively in French, and I struggled to understand her. Owen was working over the weekend, and came by for a few hours each day. We took mother and baby home on the Tuesday before Thanksgiving.Since her marriage to Owen, Roberta had taken over making the Lawler family Thanksgiving. The bike looked really good.Charlie put some gas in the tank and used the kick-starter to push the engine through a couple of times. He then pointed his finger to a button and pushed it. Shawna had installed an electric start on the bike. That would really make Gene happy, as he wasn't a spring chicken any more.Shawna got on the bike, shifted the tank shift into gear, and rode out of the shop. She took it up and down the street next to the shop and rode back, saying the bike is. " Dan," Jenn hissed, "I can't... not right this second. I'm in the hotel lobby." "So, everyone in the lobby heard you yell about getting fucked," Dan replied."God." Jenn's embarrassment was plain. "I know, but I'm not taking off my panties for them." She paused, "Wait a second."Dan could almost hear her moving across the lobby."Where are you?" Jenn asked."At home, in my office," Dan replied. "Where are you going?" Ladies' room, dummy," Jenn replied."Men's," Dan said firmly."I can't," Jenn. “Watch”She put a packet in each of two cups and slowly let the hot water drizzle over them. Dee looked at Missy and then at the cups. The steamy water was turning an odd shade of lavender.Missy touched her left breast, “Want to see?” She opened her blouse revealing a runic tattoo. “Witchy woman,” she said with a shy laugh but left part of her breast exposed. “Do you think it's pretty?” She paused. “My purple tea? Have a taste.”Dee liked the warmth of the cup she held. The light purple tea drew.